Will smiled against his skin. He kind of wanted to strip Tuck's pants off and just go for it, but Tuck had wanted slow, so he'd get slow.
He kissed down over Tuck's collarbone to his sternum, tongue and lips tasting him. His fingers slid down over his armpits and down his sides where it was sensitive, but not quite tickling him, and held the sides of his ribs. He glanced up at Tuck's face, an eyebrow raised. "Remember, I want to hear it if you're enjoying yourself," he teased, fingertips tickling ever-so lightly.